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Chapter 409 The Regent is a Black Heart Lotus 8
Along the way, Yan Ge was full of worries, and Xue Yi was frightened.

Both master and servant knew that Qiu Quan must have dug a big hole to wait.

He couldn't avoid it, so he could only be led by the nose.

After crossing the threshold of the Prince Regent's Mansion and stepping into the mansion, all the men were busy in the yard, and the man who was scolded by Yan Ge not long ago was standing by the side with a solemn expression.

Yan Ge: "..."

It felt like entering hell.

As soon as this thought came up, the devil——Chou Quan whispered with a faint smile: "The one holding the peony flower is the housekeeper of the palace. The one guarding the side is Xiao Lie, the guard of the humble minister."

Yan Ge frowned slightly, showing some subtlety.

What does it mean to introduce someone to her?
She didn't know what appropriate words to reply, so she just nodded indifferently and said, "Don't you want some tea?"

The lips are lightly raised, and Qiu Quan's dark brown eyes are full of smiles, and the shimmering lights are intertwined with strange beauty.

"What kind of tea does the princess like?"

Yan Ge doesn't drink tea.

And she doesn't know how to drink tea.

How does she know what tea she likes!

Eyes rolled slightly, Yan Ge asked back: "What kind of tea does the Prince Regent like?"

She found a way to communicate with Qiu Quan.

What Qiu Quan asked, she just asked back.

The smile in Qiu Quan's eyes seemed to increase again, and his face, which was a disaster for the country and the people, became more and more deceptive.

"What does the minister like? What does the princess like?"

Yan Ge: "..."

She sensed something was wrong from what she said.

It's like teasing, and it's like paving the way for threats.

After all, a cute little character like Qiu Quan is really elusive, and it is difficult to see through his true heart.

Yan Ge sighed softly, raised his hand and rubbed his temples a few times, "Actually, I don't know much about tea, so naturally I don't know what kind of tea I like."

"I see."

Qiu Quan seemed to have suddenly realized the sentence.

Following Yan Ge's fingertips on her temples, her eyes slowly fell on the new pink flesh that had just grown on her forehead.

The smile in the pupils gradually froze, and the dark brown color became dull, as if covered with a layer of mist and gloom.

But within a few seconds, it returned to its usual stunning beauty.

"Princess, please take the seat with me."

Sitting down steadily, Yan Ge's stiff body also relaxed a lot.

She was about to look at the antique treasures within sight, when she heard a voice of surprise——

"Host, are you here! Zizi smells you!"

Unfortunately, Zizi was out of her sight.

Yan Ge raised his eyebrows, looked up at Qiu Quan who was staring at her, and asked with a slight smile, "Does the regent raise a parrot?"

"Yes." Qiu Quan nodded, then asked with a smile, "But did its barking disturb the princess?"

Although his tone remained unchanged, Yan Ge caught the cold killing intent released in an instant from his eyes.

"No, I'm just curious about what the regent's parrot looks like."

Lips raised, and Qiu Quan's eyes shimmered, "When the princess finishes tasting the tea, I will bring it for you to see."

Yan Ge was speechless.

What is this obsession with tea?
A cup of golden tea was placed in front of Yan Ge's eyes after a while, and the fragrance of the tea was overflowing.

Yan Ge tentatively took a sip, the taste was rare, less bitter but still full-bodied as tea should be, with a long aftertaste, unexpectedly delicious.

"This tea is good."

She admired it sincerely, and couldn't help but take another sip.

Long eyelashes blinked, Qiu Quan smiled at Yan Ge with shining eyes, his tone seemed soft at this moment, "Since the princess likes it, I will bring you all the remaining tea leaves back to the palace."

(End of this chapter)